Pirate I – The Beginning

I

Plenty of times, the world has seen
A faded discovery, a past in me

The tomb of wrecks, of cymbals’ spell
A ritual heap the hulls of the ships

Of dreams that can’t be made to undress
Sour souls off piece of flesh

Though the voices linger, I still hear
The rage that burns when love tears

II

Will you let me in?
Into the mischief that you dreamt

I saw the covenant.
It spoke of a merchant.

A youth in eye of a host
A crackle who spoke what he saw.

It was a sign – deranged of hope
Maybe an echo, a glimpse, in the end to be told

III

Know that I’ve given a hand
I have to go to the far off land.

Shadows have forbidden to please a plea
I have forsaken my enmity.

The sea is troubled. Will it take the apology?
The strait so far cool, merges into the ocean. I swim.

Into the air ringing with sweat, I need to agree.
It’s the year’s end, I’ve been buried.

IV

Hangs a sword over my head, thin chord tied
Flesh and bones caught in a storm

I can’t weep. I can’t speak. I can’t do the needed.
I just hang and stare, halfway across the dungeon, groggy

Only a ghost in here. He has been bleeding.
Is it the truth or a lie? Who can say? He has died.

Here for a murder. I killed the captain with a swing.
A stray ass, the bigoted pig – he died a king.
© Prateek Joshi and WordPress, 2017

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